Cape Karen
T'was the night of the speech, and all through the House, not a Representative was stirring, nor even a grouch.
The speech-writer's were ready, their words were all written, and Mr. Bush spent the day grooming like a kitten.
He licked all his wounds, and he unfurled his tail, and now he's prepared to begin "The Big Wail."
He's been practicing and practicing, so as not to stumble; he knows he sounds 'cocky,' so, he's going to try to sound humble.
But ~ that hasn't gone well; the mirror is no liar ~ and to pull that act off, he knows he'll have to reach much higher.
So, he'll reach for the moon, and he'll reach for the stars, and the next thing you know ~ we'll be going to Mars!
He knows things down here, in the good old USA, are so horribly bad ~ in every possible way ~
that he needs to 'distract us' to regain our trust ~ to figure out a way to melt the hard crust ~
that has formed over his image, and turned it to rust.
Of course we're all cynical, suspicious and wary . . . we've heard it all before . . . and things are getting waaaay too scary!
Can you telI I am DREADING the State of the Union speech tonight? Oh - I'll listen! Painful as it will be to do so. It would be a sin not to, with this character at the helm. We'd better all listen real well, and hope that something remotely honest and hopeful will be read off the pages that are put before him.
It isn't just the content of those pages that is worrisome, it's the way he reads them that drives me insane.The stumbling and bumbling over words is one thing, but the attitude ! He reminds me of a teenager going through puberty; sullen, defensive and downright annoying. ("But, Mommmmmm . . ." I wonder if his room is a mess, too?)
I'll be especially listening to how he is going to help those whose lives were destroyed by hurricane Katrina, and to how he plans to deal with global warming and our increasingly polluted environment. ("Environment" is evidently a hard word for him to pronounce; he's yet to mention it in any speech. But "war" and "spend" are easy words to pronounce.)
Well, it's time to go listen to our fearless leader. . . here are some words to ponder, from an old Bob Dylan song, that feel appropriate to me tonight:
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Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good?
Will it buy you forgiveness
Do you think that it could?
I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul.
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Posted by Karen at January 31, 2006 7:56 PM